Spring Preview

Half the country is perfectly sick of snow, but some of us have been teased all season with images of picture perfect winter wonderlands.

I grew up on the east coast, where winters were long and grey. Now I'm in the west, where summers can be long and brown. Nothing’s perfect...but springtime comes close. Depending on where you are, spring might come earlier or later, but it does come. Green things start popping up out of the ground. People get all giddy with energy.

We’ve had a spell of warm weather. Despite a shameful amount of neglect, my garden still rewards me with splotches of color.

So what if they are hiding under tangles of weeds...

There’s a reason I have to crop the pictures so tightly. The rest of the garden is not fit to be seen.


I’ve enjoyed the pictures of winter from the rest of the country. The cold confetti swirling in the sky. The sugar-dusted branches and white meadows. Snow-capped mailboxes. Frost -covered windowpanes. Even if you can’t stand the sight of the stuff, somewhere there are people who still get wistful at a glimpse of it.

Hang in there...

Spring is coming.